AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Sorry it took so long!
I'm going to update this story once a week to give people a chance to respond to the questions!
So here is chapter 2!
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Brooke growled from the passenger seat and Haley sighed as Brooke angrily closed her phone.
"Dad's not answering." Brooke said. "What if something bad happened to him?"
"We'll get there, help him out, and then you can go back to your casual sex with your special friend." Haley told her.
Brooke could tell Haley was still mad at her. Brooke knew Haley had the most right to be upset, but she was still mad too. They'd both been in funks lately, and with their father not answering calls now, they were both a little bitter.
"How about we get there and don't talk, Hales? What Dean and I do is none of your business, and it's more than you and Sam ever do." Brooke said.
Haley's jaw dropped. "And why did you bring Sam into the conversation?"
"Oh, come on, Hales! You two have 'unrequited ducky love' written all over you!" Brooke said with a laugh. "Ever since we were little its been there, you just never acted on it."
Haley rolled her eyes and they ignored each other the whole way there. When they pulled up to their father's house, Haley hopped right onto the computer to trace the phone he had on him. After parking the Impala, Sam and Dean came in too while Brooke searched the house and then went to stock up on weapons.
"There are serious anger vibes around here." Dean said with a laugh.
"How are we supposed to find Dad when we're too angry to think straight?!" Brooke asked angrily.
Dean took a deep breath and walked over to her, running his hands over her arms. Brooke looked him in the eye and smiled half a smile when he started talking to her.
"Well first off…you have to take a deep breath and breathe. Fighting with siblings happens, and you can't let it be the only thing that fills up your brain—especially when you need to save some one. Try it. Breathe in…and now out. Very good." Dean said with a chuckle.
Brooke laughed and rolled her eyes. "Have I told you yet how happy I am to see you again?"
Dean shrugged. "No."
"Well I am." Brooke assured him. "Ever noticed you know the just right thing to do when I'm mad?"
Dean shrugged again. "Right back at ya."
Brooke stepped closer to him. "Sorry you didn't get laid tonight, Deano."
Dean was going to reply after he swallowed, Brooke's chest touching his torso ever so lightly, but Haley walked in.
"We found him." Haley told them. "Let's head out."
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"Are you okay?" Sam asked Haley.
With Brooke and Haley fighting, Sam had decided to ride with Haley, while Brooke rode with Dean. Haley looked more worried than upset, and so Sam reached over and rested his hand on Haley's knee. For a moment Haley was surprised and almost made the car swerve, but something about his warm hand on her knee felt right. She took one hand off the wheel and rested it on Sam's hand.
"I'll be better when I find Dad." Haley replied, absent-mindedly running her fingers along Sam's hand.
Sam swallowed. "I can understand that. So…do you think that you and Brooke will ever make up? I know siblings get mean sometimes, but they're everything."
"Brooke and I just need space right now—thank you for being here for me, Sammy." Haley told him with a smile, parking the car outside a warehouse.
"Anytime, Hales." Sam assured her, and they both got out of the car to find Dean parking.
Brooke got out first. "Research around the house suggests a ghost…which is your area of expertise, Hales."
Haley nodded. "All right—salt rounds and flashlights for everyone. Dad's car is here, so that a good sign."
The four split up into teams; Sam and Haley in one team and Brooke and Dean in the other. Now that Brooke had brought it up, Haley couldn't stop thinking about Sam. Had she been blind before? Sam was definitely attractive, and he'd always been there for her. He was also the only boy she'd ever been forward with. What the Hell was wrong with her? Her father was MIA and she was thinking about a boy?
"Haley!" Sam warned her, pulling her to him out of the way of some falling debris. "Careful."
Haley looked up into Sam's eyes and smiled a little when Sam smiled at her. Scratch that—a boy with amazing brown eyes, a killer smile and an incredibly strong body. How did he have such great abs? Oh crap…she was feeling up his abs.
"Dad's prolly this way." Haley said, composing herself through her blush and pointing in a random direction.
Sam nodded, and followed Haley to a room. They'd heard some chanting, so they walked in and Haley immediately ran over to her father and hugged him. Bobby smiled and looked at her.
"What's wrong, Hales?" Bobby asked her.
"What's wrong?" Haley asked her father. "What's wrong? Dad, you haven't been answering your phone."
"Sweetie it's off so I don't spook the ghost. Are you and Brooke fighting again? You two always make nothing into something when you're fighting." Bobby told her, stroking her hair. "Hey, Sam."
Sam nodded. "Hey, Bobby."
Brooke and Dean showed up, Brooke about to hug her father but the ghost showed up. Dean shot at it first, and the moment they thought they had everything covered, the ghost showed up and cut Haley across her stomach. Sam was the first one to her, and then Brooke.
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Brooke paced around with the magazines she'd just bought in the hospital, and Dean came up to her and handed her a coffee. Brooke took it and sipped it too fast, complaining about how stupid she was to sip it so fast when it was hot. Dean chuckled a little, kissing her to silence the madness, surprised that she slipped her tongue into his mouth and leaned her body on his.
"Thank you…for everything." Brooke told Dean, stroking his cheek.
"Anytime, Brooke." Dean replied. "Family is family."
"They come first." Brooke said, shaking the thoughts away as she looked at Dean in a different light.
The doctor came out right when Dean was about to say something, so Brooke hurried to her sister's side, Bobby right behind her. Haley smiled an waved the incident off, Bobby going to talk to the doctor while Brooke chatted Haley up.
"So then I was all, 'Sorry you didn't get laid last night' and he was like—" Brooke was saying.
"—I get it." Haley said with a chuckle. "You've had one of those night with your special friend."
Brooke nodded. "To be honest, Hales…I think my special friend really is my friend. He knows what's up, he knows the right things to say to comfort me, and he's been really kissy lately instead of gropey."
"Maybe Dean Winchester has changed." Haley suggested. "Maybe he's the Ross to your Rachel."
"Maybe." Brooke replied. Hey…I'm sorry about the last hunt. I know I took it too personally, and you had every right to take the shape shifter out."
Haley smiled a little. ""I'm sorry too—if it had taken my shape, I'd want revenge too."
Brooke took her sister's hand. "We need to stop bickering all the time—it's been hard lately. What's wrong with us? 'Winchester Withdrawal' or something?"
Haley laughed. "Leave it to you to blame your horniness and your special friend."
"Oh, ha, ha." Brooke said, rolling her eyes. "But you have to admit—that four months was the longest we'd been away from them all at once."
"Yeah…and I have to admit that its been nice to be around them again." Haley sighed. "Since when did we become attached? In this business, that can get people killed."
"Hales…you couldn't have saved Peyton anymore than I could have." Brooke said softly.
Haley nodded. "Sure."
Brooke looked Haley in the eye. "Some bonds…they're worth forming, Hales."
Haley nodded and then smiled. "I've got a case for us to go on when we get out of here."
Questions: 1) Should the next chapter be Sam and Dean centric? 2) Should an old flame enter the picture, and whose?